Purpose

I, the bard, describe with art
The world I see, so torn apart
A serial Ethereal, a mystic, intense
Will take the big picture and try to condense
Accept or reject, the point is, you choose
You pick your own sources; some right, some confuse
A bleeding day, I write words to stitch
The verses are there; you have to choose which
Will guide your way; lead you back to a day
To a truth that helps something in your world make sense
Or help you make up your mind, get you off of the fence.
I take what I see, put in my personal spin
And hope what I put out is somewhere to begin

Feel free on this thread to tell what fires you on
Keep it up day to day or the thread will be gone
I think that the talent, on this site, in fact
Could show truth to the world, if you were to act.

My soul moves me
My God moves me
My love moves me
I shall forever feel free
My heart is unleashed
Sometimes I can't breathe
Although time passes
I do feel at ease

Moves me?

Everything..

Assaults,
Affronts,
Pains,
Frightens


...me.

Everything..

Resonates,
Comforts,
Inspires,
Holds,


....me.


I am moved...

In so many ways
On so many levels,
With so many others.
No longer can I hide
No longer deny


That this woman,
This soul,

Is moved..

Great write, Jon..That rocked!!

We began
as a mineral.
We emerged into plant life,
and into the animal state, and then into being human,
and always we have forgotten our former states,
except in early spring when we slightly recall
being green again.

Thats how a young person turns
toward a teacher. That's how a baby leans toward
the breast, without knowing the secret
of it's desire, yet turning instinctively.

Humankind is being led along an evolving course,
through the migration of intelligences,
and though we seem to be sleeping,
there is an inner wakefulness
that directs the dream


and that will eventually startle us back
to the truth of who we are...

RUMI
thirteenth century

Thanks you Bibby



Ladies, you rule, keep it up

Ode 314

Those who don't feel this Love
pulling them like a river,
those who don't drink dawn
like a cup of spring water
or take in sunset like supper,
those who don't want to change,

let them sleep.

This Love is beyond the study of theology,
that old trickery and hypocrisy.
I you want to improve your mind that way,

sleep on.

I've given up on my brain.
I've torn the cloth to shreds
and thrown it away.
If you're not completely naked,
wrap your beautiful robe of words
around you,

and sleep.


Rumi

13th Century.

Salty tears of joy,
Playmates full of love
Laughing at my lack of gills.
Dawnlight soft and golden glow
Kisses waves and shares their wealth.
Marvelling at agile ease
Of creatures slick and generous.
In their skill.
Precious gifts and giant playground
Accepting and curious.
What brings these two to play
With me?
How blessed I be this day, this dawn..


Floating home on wings of love,
Surrounded by the privilege
Of having spent this early morn
With some of nature's finest...


Dolphins.



These are moments that move me.

Words...

Heartfelt

words, warm and true,

genuine, and real,

words from the heart...

THAT moves me...

Awesome words everyone...

agreed words from the heart
indeed they are the best
there is no closer feeling than
knowing who you are with
because you know them inside an out
i miss these things
maybe someday ill get wings to find it again.

I carry your heart with me


I carry your heart with me(I carry it in
my heart)
I am never without it(anywhere
I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
I fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)
I want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart(I carry it in my heart)

e.e.cummings

I am moved by many things
A baby's smile, so innocent
True love always moves me
Injustice, truth, and beauty
And today I feel fortunate that
I am sensitive and passionate
and I feel deeply,
for it is when I am moved,
that I am transformed
and improved

To hear my heart echoed in your words

Your smile reflecting my joy

Pieces of you mingled in me

Beginnings, with no endings

Entwined in the yesterdays,

Todays, and tomorrows.

Debating the differences,

And embracing the sameness.

Love reverberating in the cosmos.

I am you, as you are me,

You move me.

The space that's left in the absences,
Of you.

The void that encompasses the all.

The moments between awake and asleep,
when you are still there.

The sound of you breathing, even
when you are gone.

Footsteps, echo and carry you away
from me.

The trick of the eye that sees you here
when you are not.

Amputation and loss, without you.

Missing you...



...moves me.

let's see, normally my feet move me,


however once in a while a real good fart will lift meup off the chair...

What moves me?
To know in this life I can be.
Whatever I want to be it is my choice.
Just listen to my voice.
And you will be able to hear.
For my words are very clear.
It is the love I believe.
From my kids I receive.
It lights up my face.
A love you cannot replace.
I look at them and smile.
Knowing it has been worthwhile.
I like it this way.
The love I receive each day.
It reminds me.
I’m who I want to be.

Another's words, thoughts, feelings,



moves me...

I started this thread so to step back and see what drives you. Well,
I'm stepping back in to say you people rule.

You're why I'm here.

moves me ,childrens laughter,innocent in the world any with so mutch
love n trust in the human race ..........what turns this sweetness into
the hostility of adulthood,

It may sound morbid and a little macabre but what moves me is death.

Not that I get turned on by death or anything..

No it is a constant reminder to keep pushing on because it will all end
someday..